Crash!
The costly Blood Crystal Cup smashed against the floor.
Blood Demon Bradwell glared at Black, wishing he could slap him senseless.
Yet he couldn't quite bring himself to do it.
"Y-you! What have you done?!"
Bradwell had only spent a few days meditating and cultivating. Then he woke up.
Black had killed his own father.
Black had also taken down Bradwell's Third Captain.
Third Squad had nearly been wiped out.
And that wasn't all.
Black had brought Mephisto's and Andre's Blood Demon Guard squads with him, sealed off the Blood Demon Palace, and started arresting people left and right.
"If I hadn't come out, were you planning to take over the whole Blood Demon Palace?!"
Bradwell was so furious he wanted to seize Black and beat him.
Leave him alone for three days, and he'd tear the roof off.
But faced with Bradwell's fury,
Black sincerely asked for praise.
"Blood Demon Lord, everything I did was for you."
Blood Demon Bradwell: ...???
"You turned my Blood Demon Palace upside down, nearly killed my Third Captain, and you're saying it was for me?!"
Why don't you go do the Succubus or the Undead Demon God a favor instead?!
Black looked utterly sincere.
"Blood Demon Lord, I truly have only your interests at heart. Your Third Captain is a traitor!"
Bradwell stared. "What? A traitor?"
Black nodded firmly. "That's right. After a thorough investigation, I found that Third Captain Carlos betrayed you long ago and joined the Undead Demon God. Captain Mephisto and Captain Andre can both testify to it. If you don't believe me, Carlos is being held in the Side Hall. You can use Soul Search on him. The truth will be clear."
Behind him,
Mephisto and Andre nodded repeatedly.
They hadn't believed it at first either.
They had